Reincarnation of the Empress: My senior brother has the qualifications of a saint

In this way, it is obvious that he has mastered the sky.

"You guessed it right." Xu Chen looked calm.

Su Jingyao's eyes became complicated: "The origin of the sky is mysterious, and many emperors and even saints want to master it.

Unexpectedly, it was mastered by you, senior brother. It seems that you are really the father of Tiandao, senior brother. "

Su Jingyao was shocked.

As the quasi-emperor in her previous life, she naturally knew how powerful Tianqiong was.

Even a saint can't control something like the sky.

Eldest brother is actually able to control it.

Big Brother...

The longer she was with the elder brother, the more surprises she found that the elder brother gave her.

Fortunately, senior brother is her man.

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Taixuzong, on Baise Peak.

Zhu Wushen had an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Wanrong... Long time no see."

Opposite Zhu Wushen, there was a young woman in a palace dress, with a good appearance and traces of time on her face.

"Zhu Wushen, you have been hiding from me for decades, and you finally dare to see me?" The woman named Wanrong's eyes were complicated, with mixed feelings, including hatred and affection.

"Ahem...the situation was special at that time." Zhu Wushen's calmness disappeared at this moment.

Facing this woman, he was a little timid after all.

"I came here this time to collect your corpse.

Unexpectedly, you are still alive, what a disaster for thousands of years. "Wanrong said, with a hint of affection in the depths of her eyes.

She was just saying something.

"It's just a fluke." Zhu Wushen sighed, "Who knew that there was a great power hidden in this Kunlan world."

This mighty man naturally refers to the God of Dreams.

"According to your previous description, I suspect that this mighty man is the illusory emperor who has long since fallen." Wanrong said slowly with a solemn expression.

At the realm of Emperor Zhun, there are countless means.

According to rumors from the outside world, the Illusory Emperor has long since fallen.

However, no body was seen.

Who knows if it's really dead?

Moreover, with the means of the Great Emperor, even if he saw a corpse, he might not really die.

"It's him?" Zhu Wushen was shocked.

He naturally knows the Illusory Great Emperor.

In other words, he knew a thing or two about all the great emperors recorded in ancient books.

"Emperor Unreal, is he best at illusion?" Zhu Wushen thought of something, and his face changed slightly.

"Yes, it's an illusion, he can be regarded as the No.1 illusion today.

What's wrong? "Wanrong is puzzled.

"It's nothing." Zhu Wushen suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

This is impossible.

He has been looking for an expert who is good at illusion.

It was found.

This expert is indeed the quasi-emperor.

This is so exaggerated!

It was beyond his imagination.

It should be impossible.

Just the next second, he thought of Tang Lianlian, the woman with the blood of the red blue bird.

If he remembers correctly, 3000 years ago, in the Kunlan world, there was a strong man with a red blue bird who transcended himself.

The reason why he remembered it so clearly was because the Chiqing bird monster was the Taoist companion of a good friend of his.

It's a pity that I couldn't survive the thunder disaster in the end.

Zhu Wushen thought a lot, and his heart was complicated.

Wanrong looked at Zhu Wushen: "Are you worried about the holy land of empty burials?"

Zhu Wushen's eyes turned cold: "The Holy Master's siege this time should be the handiwork of the Holy Land of the Air Burial."

Only the holy land of empty burials has such great energy.

Moreover, the Holy Land of Air Burial has been coveting the Seven Realms for a long time.

"Among the hundred worlds, no one is a match for the Holy Land of Air Burials." Wan Rong sighed.

She is not from all realms, so she has nothing to fear from the Holy Land of Air Burials.

"You missed the Unreal Emperor." Zhu Wushen's eyes flickered, "Unfortunately, Zhao Kuang said that the God of Dream Creation is in retreat, and he doesn't want anyone to disturb him, otherwise I will visit him."

The appearance of a quasi-emperor-level powerhouse is a big event for the Kunlan world, and even the hundred worlds.

Of course, Zhu Wushen erased a lot of the information in the last time the God of Dreams took action.

The probability that Hundred Realms knows that that person is a quasi-emperor level powerhouse is extremely low.

Of course, it can be seen from the method of air burial in the Holy Land.

"The Holy Land of Air Burial will not attack the Seven Realms until it knows the identity and purpose of the God of Dreams.

This is the current opportunity for our Seven Realms. "Zhu Wushen said slowly.

In fact, he didn't like this feeling.

All fate rests on the luck of others.

"During this time, you'd better improve your strength.

Or, follow me to the Thirteenth Phoenix Realm.

Where it is, the Holy Land of Air Burials is too far away to attack you.

As long as you are still alive, the Holy Land of Air Burials will be wary of rats and cannot attack the Seven Realms. "

Zhu Wushen frowned, he was thinking about Wanrong's words.

I have to say that Wanrong's words are indeed very reasonable.

He is in the Seven Realms, and if the Holy Land of Air Burial attacks the Seven Realms, even though he has the strength to resist, there is nothing he can do against the Holy Land of Air Burial.

However, if he is elsewhere.

The Holy Land of Air Burial must deal with him first, and then attack the Seven Realms.

After all, if Zhu Wushen, the holy lord, is not dealt with, he is not an ordinary holy lord.

Once Zhu Wushen takes revenge, it will also pose a great threat to the Holy Land of Air Burials.

"I'll think about it for now.

You Phoenix Thirteen Realms, how are you doing now? "Zhu Wushen asked, with a hint of concern in his words.

"It's not good." A trace of decline flashed in Huang Wanrong's eyes, "Since the Second Emperor disappeared, our Huang Clan has declined.

Decades ago, you asked Feng Wu to help me...now...it's a pity. "

Huang Wanrong sighed.

The Phoenix Clan is a large clan.

Now, it is incomparably declining.

In the realm where Huang Wanrong is located, there are currently only eight Holy Masters.

That sounds like a lot, but it's still too little for a big clan like the Phoenix Clan.

Moreover, there are very few young talents, and they are not picked up.

"In the huge Thirteenth Phoenix Realm, we can't find a single genius." Huang Wanrong sighed.

Immediately, there will be a battle for boundaries.

The Thirteenth Realm of the Phoenix needs ten geniuses to gather with the geniuses of the Phoenix Realm to deal with the dispute between the realms.

Qualified geniuses, currently the Thirteenth Phoenix Realm only has nine of them.

One less.

If they don't make it all together, it will be a blow to the resource delivery of the Thirteenth Phoenix Realm.

"What about Xu Chen I told you last time?" Zhu Wushen said slowly.

"If he is really as you said, inferior to Feng Wu, I don't think there is any problem at all.

Even if Feng Wu is placed in the Phoenix Realm, he must be a genius. "Huang Wanrong said.

"Unfortunately, he has a master, and he is not willing to find a master." Zhu Wushen said.

When he was thinking, let Xu Chen worship Huang Wanrong as his teacher.

This is a good thing for both of them.

After all, Huang Wanrong's strength is very strong, and she doesn't belong to that kind of weak hand among the Holy Masters.

Moreover, the Huang Clan is a big clan, so even if they are in decline, there is no problem at all covering Xu Chen.

"I don't want to find Master, this is very simple.

Wouldn't it be enough to find him a Taoist companion of the Phoenix Clan? "Huang Wanrong showed a smile on her face.

"This..." Zhu Wushen was stunned, not expecting such a result.

"It doesn't necessarily mean that he will really sacrifice himself." Huang Wanrong said, "The Taoist companion can be fake."

"This..." Zhu Wushen had nothing to say.

"Can I go and see him?" Huang Wanrong asked.

"Of course." Zhu Wushen said.

He immediately summoned Xu Chen to come out.

Xu Chen didn't agree to Zhu Wushen's proposal last time, so he didn't care.

Business is all about talking.

Moreover, all cultivators have no reason to refuse the opportunity to climb up.

"Wu Shen, I blamed me at the beginning." At this time, Huang Wanrong said, "If I hadn't been angry, but followed you to the Seven Realms, with me, what happened at that time might not have happened, Feng Wu..."

"It has nothing to do with you." Zhu Wushen sighed, "Even if you come, you can't protect Feng Wu.

Back then, the people who attacked me were much more powerful than those who attacked me this time.

In their eyes, Feng Wu's threat is obviously greater than mine. "

"Oh." Huang Wanrong sighed.

At this moment, Xu Chen's figure appeared: "Mr. Zhu, what can you do with me?"

Xu Chen was dressed in white, clean and indifferent.

Huang Wanrong turned around and looked over.

Her body froze at this moment.